Worn to the Bone and Short on My Sleep

Image by Ollie Gibson

I’m worn to the bone; I’m short on my sleep
When I think of my bed my heart starts to weep
Because I want a night’s rest, but I have a whole week
To work on my homework without any sleep

The assignments we get are really a bore
They’re stretched out so much they could carpet a floor
If sleep was money I wouldn’t have any
Because catching a wink is worth every penny

See I’m ready to leave my classmates are too
We don’t want to get up in the early morning dew
We’d rather sleep in, and have breakfast at noon
Because nothing’s as good as your nighttime cocoon

If you think I am joking then try it yourself
Go a week without sleep, and you’ll think something else

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